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Thursday, December 3, 2009
“That’s why I always hated boys, boys are worth hatred and you’re one of them.”
I was well aware of her anger and I welcomed her warmly to pour her anger on me, it was alright to me anyway. I was questioned like FBI does in the movies, why you needed to go to the station and see her? Why are you letting everyone use you? Why you have to stop and say hi and bye to everyone and why everyone including strangers are your friend, no matter how cheap they are! The moment I said sorry, she fired a long sorry back to me with tears tears and yes tears. Dude, I tell you what , it is really unbearable to see her sad then you can imagine how it feels to see her crying and it gets worse when she cry like little kinder garden babies with a loud voice ahahhwa and what you do is hug her like those fat thieves in the shopping mall who steal packets of stuff and are not ready to leave those stuff nor want to run without them. No, she won’t let you do that so easily, she will push you and your hands away and cry louder and you will beg her, “hey mom will hear you crying and question me , please Im so sorry”
“No, Im sorry. Im a fool.”
“I ask you why you have to go and see off her if you really don’t want to see her?”
It was the last time, she called me twice and I didn’t care to reply her texts and that is so mean so I planned to meet her, I took you with my self, I asked you before we depart to the station.
“You decided yourself that you’ve to go , you’ve to meet her and why you think it is appropriate to ask me now, why a permission now? Did you ask me when you planned these and took all the decisions yourself?”
I was standing still and was mentally sick of myself.
"Do you know there are two kind of trains one which stops at every stoppage and one which starts and stops to its destination only, be the later one."
Thanks God things came up and disappeared, I was loved.
I erase myself again.
I was well aware of her anger and I welcomed her warmly to pour her anger on me, it was alright to me anyway. I was questioned like FBI does in the movies, why you needed to go to the station and see her? Why are you letting everyone use you? Why you have to stop and say hi and bye to everyone and why everyone including strangers are your friend, no matter how cheap they are! The moment I said sorry, she fired a long sorry back to me with tears tears and yes tears. Dude, I tell you what , it is really unbearable to see her sad then you can imagine how it feels to see her crying and it gets worse when she cry like little kinder garden babies with a loud voice ahahhwa and what you do is hug her like those fat thieves in the shopping mall who steal packets of stuff and are not ready to leave those stuff nor want to run without them. No, she won’t let you do that so easily, she will push you and your hands away and cry louder and you will beg her, “hey mom will hear you crying and question me , please Im so sorry”
“No, Im sorry. Im a fool.”
“I ask you why you have to go and see off her if you really don’t want to see her?”
It was the last time, she called me twice and I didn’t care to reply her texts and that is so mean so I planned to meet her, I took you with my self, I asked you before we depart to the station.
“You decided yourself that you’ve to go , you’ve to meet her and why you think it is appropriate to ask me now, why a permission now? Did you ask me when you planned these and took all the decisions yourself?”
I was standing still and was mentally sick of myself.
"Do you know there are two kind of trains one which stops at every stoppage and one which starts and stops to its destination only, be the later one."
Thanks God things came up and disappeared, I was loved.
I erase myself again.
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2 comments:
Yes be the train that stops at its specified destination. I am not fond of giving you lectures.You are much more intelligent than me, don't behave like dumb guys who are saying hi to every boy or girl passing by or who are repairing computers of everyone who calls or tagging everyone you talk twice as 'my friend'. Learn to value your family, your love and your career.Do what will give you an output five years later.You are not big enough to return me back the days that i have cried or we have fought over silly issues.Somethings we don't get again, its your love and your time that you dedicate to them.
I guess the comment has grown long like an entry:)
Almost an entry huh? Dragon, kabhi naak ka to khayal kar lo kahin aag se pakoda na ban jaye.
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